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Dressing like my Cousin

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by Peter Like many naughty men, I often like to where women's clothing while masturbating. I especially like to do it when wearing stuff I have seen someone wear. For example, while over at a neighbors house, sneaking into their bedroom, put on some off there clothes, beat-off and get back without them being the wiser. . . . I have submitted one story detailing such an episode. However, while I have had many very successful masturbation sessions like this, there has been a few pretty "sticky" situations. This story is about one of them. One summer, when I was a teen (15, 16) I went to spend the summer with an Aunt and Uncle; I had a summer job working for my Aunt who owned a store. The side benefit was they had an extremely good looking daughter (about 18) at the time. She was a blonde bombshell, tall, tanned, toned and she know how to dress to show it all off. Needless to say, I caught a look of her whenever I could especially when she was laying out sunbathing . . .in a thong bikini. (I still get hard thinking about her . . .) I occasionally worked with her at my Aunt's shop. I loved those days. Sometimes I would sneak into here room when she was in the shower getting ready for work and borrow a pair of panties. I would then spend the day with a smile on my face and a bundle in my pants while I worked beside her , wearing her own panties. As the summer went on, I continued to borrow clothing from my cousin and there were a few close calls where I almost got caught in her room. She had a lot of lingered, very sexy panties, leotards, those shiny lycra tights and bike shorts. There was a lot to try one. Then, one evening the my dreams came true. My aunt and uncle were going away fro the weekend . . . (yes, just me and my cousin). When they left I got even better news, my cousin was going out on Saturday night. . . just me and her wardrobe. She dressed really sexy that night . . . wearing a tight black dress, it was so short when she bet over you could almost see that she also wore stockings and garters. To finish it off, she wore a pair of the highest heels I have ever seen (5 or 6 inches or something like that. By the time she left, I was so hard it hurt, she looked so good. I watched her back out the drive way and wasted no time. I ran up to her room which still smelled like her perfume. I didn't know what to put on first. I pulled off all my clothes and stood there naked as I went through to pick out something to masturbate with. I found a satin teddy, slipped it on, laid back on her bed and stroked Mr. Happy. Faster and faster I stroked my thick little member. I could feel the pre-cum making it more and more slippery and then boom, I explode. Streams of cum shoot in the air. It landed everywhere, on the bed, on my face, all over the teddy. I never came so much in my life. I laid their a few minutes to recover and then cleaned up the mess I made (some with a towel, some by licking it up.) I put the teddy in the laundry because I knew she wouldn't know. I decided I would go for a swim to cool off and since the backyard was very private, I grabbed one of her many one piece bathing suits, on the back of her door , put it on and when for a nice relaxing swim. I put the bathing suit in the dry afterwards and hung it back up so she would not now. I dressed in one of there shiny lycra tights and leotard sets, ate the supper prepared for me and watched some TV. I rubbed myself through the slipper fabric and boy did it feel good. I rubbed long enough that I made a huge wet spot of pre-cum. I was pretty horny again, so I decided to do one more big jerk-off even though it was getting late. I went to her room, took off the leotard and started to decide what I should where because this is the last chance I would get at doing this. In one of here drawers I found a corset. Never having seen one before I wasn't sure how you put it on. I slide it on and had to figure out how to do up all the lace things. I eventually go it all done up and looked at myself in the mirror - there I stood with a satin pink corset around my middle and my member sticking straight out. I looked at myself in the mirror and stroked myself for a few minutes. I then decided to stockings or something for my legs. I looked through her stocking drawer and found a pair of pink thigh high nylons with pink bows on them. I slipped them on, looked at myself in the mirror, and admired my outfit while I stroked my member some more. It then found a pair of pink satin panties to finish off the ensemble. So there I was dressed like a little girl stroking myself in a variety of positions. I never let myself get too far because I want to slowly build to a really big orgasm. I stroked slow, I stroked fast, I used one hand, and then the other, and then both hands . . . .When I finally couldn't take it anymore I laid back on her bed again for the grand finally. I decided to use a slow steady stroke; while I stroked with one hand I ran my other hand all over my body feeling the satin feel my cousins clothing against me. The pressure began to build to the point of no return. It was so perfect, I could even smell her perfume and that was enough to put me over the edge. Just as the first spurt flew, I opened my eyes, and realized why I could smell her perfume. . . .There she stood at the end of the bed, watching me. It took a few seconds to realize what was going on so I kept stroking away, and cummuing. Shots hit me in the face and all over my corseted chest. It then sunk in and there I sat limp, wet cock in hand, cum dripping off my face and off my cousin's pink corset. I was frozen in shock. She stood there for a moment, still looking extremely sexy, and then cracked a smile. She walked around to the side of the bed, scooped some cum off my face with her finger, put it up to her mouth and sucked it off. She then bent over and kissed me full on the mouth and wisped in my ear " You look cute in that outfit. Why don't you keep it. . . to remember me by." She then turn, left the room. I heard the shower start up as I sped out of the room to den where I was staying. She never said anything about after that and even to this day all she needs to do is smile at me and I turn bright red. And, when I left my Aunt's that summer, as I hugged my cousin good bye, she whispered in my ear "I left a nice surprise in your suitcase . .. to remember me by." I couldn't wait to get home and when I did, in my suitcase, wrapped in tissue paper was a selection of my fine cousin's lingerie.

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